She walks with grace and Dignity
Because she knows her savior.
She knows that life's a gift, you see
It shows in her behavior.
She always has an ear to hear,
She thinks before she talks.
But every word she says is wise
I hope my stride will mimic her walk.
For freedom Christ did set us free
She lives this verse out infinitely
I look at her face and don't see her
But the God who conquered death and hurt
You see, her face is like a mirror,
It reflects what she's been staring at.
I look to her but see my savior,
His steadfast love she does not lack.
I say all this because she showed me
Something that can't be taught with words.
My mother's love is the closest thing
To Jesus on this earth.
She loved me when I was young,
and small enough to hold.
She loved me when I woke her up
and didn't do what I was told.
She loved me when I wasn't small
and WAY too big to hold.
She wrapped her arms around me,
And told me I was beautiful.
She loved me when the boys did not,
But told me that they did.
She loved me even when we fought
And my stubborn streak was worse than I thought.
She loved me when I was anxious
to leave the nest she made.
She understood that time would come,
And loved me anyways.
She loves me when my life is crazy,
and I don't get a chance too call.
She loves from across state lines,
In the Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall.
My Mother loves like Jesus does,
her love is unconditional.
I love My mom with all my heart,
and in the deepest depths of my soul.
The only reason I can love,
Is cause she taught me how.
She showed me Christ exemplified,
So I will love my little one like she loves me now.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 12:31 AM UTC
She walks with grace and Dignity
Because she knows her savior.
She knows that life's a gift, you see
It shows in her behavior.
She always has an ear to hear,
She thinks before she talks.
But every word she says is wise
I hope my stride will mimic her walk.
For freedom Christ did set us free
She lives this verse out infinitely
I look at her face and don't see her
But the God who conquered death and hurt
You see, her face is like a mirror,
It reflects what she's been staring at.
I look to her but see my savior,
His steadfast love she does not lack.
I say all this because she showed me
Something that can't be taught with words.
My mother's love is the closest thing
To Jesus on this earth.
She loved me when I was young,
and small enough to hold.
She loved me when I woke her up
and didn't do what I was told.
She loved me when I wasn't small
and WAY too big to hold.
She wrapped her arms around me,
And told me I was beautiful.
She loved me when the boys did not,
But told me that they did.
She loved me even when we fought
And my stubborn streak was worse than I thought.
She loved me when I was anxious
to leave the nest she made.
She understood that time would come,
And loved me anyways.
She loves me when my life is crazy,
and I don't get a chance too call.
She loves from across state lines,
In the Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall.
My Mother loves like Jesus does,
her love is unconditional.
I love My mom with all my heart,
and in the deepest depths of my soul.
The only reason I can love,
Is cause she taught me how.
She showed me Christ exemplified,
So I will love my little one like she loves me now.
